Bill watched her out of the corner of his eye. His hunch was right-Tina had a wicked little plan for reconciling her parents. She was undressing Lynn, making that lovely body available to him. Bill was a little shocked-and violently turned on. Tina fully intended to draw Lynn into their sex games…
Would it work? Bill searched his wife's lovely face. He'd always thought her such a prude. But after what he'd seen tonight at the club, he wondered…
He dipped his head and planted his mouth on one of Lynn's big soft brown nipples. He flicked it wetly with his tongue, and Lynn moaned softly. He ran his wet red tongue tip around and around the tender brown flesh, and he felt her quiver beneath him.
Lynn felt a familiar mixture of embarrassment and lust. It seemed wrong for her and Bill to make love in front of Tina, and yet she was getting hotly horny and didn't want to stop. She'd felt that way at the club often, shy about trying new things, yet eager… Bill's tongue felt delicious on her sensitive nipples. Her cunt began to cream and swell.
Bill sucked in the wet brown nipple, taking the whole thing into the steamy heat of his mouth. He tickled it with his tongue, then began to suck it greedily and loudly… Lynn lurched violently beneath him, moaned hoarsely.
"Oh, Bill," she sighed, yes!"
She couldn't bear to have him stop. Her huge knockers swelled up even tighter and fuller, and she felt horny spasms in her aroused cunt as he continued to suck her nipple. Pleasure ripped from her tit right down to her swelling pussy. She closed her eyes and moaned softly.
Tina watched the scene with mounting excitement. Her plan was working. Dad was getting Mom very aroused. Even Tina's inexperienced eyes could see that. Mom's eyes were shut, and she was smiling softly, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. Her legs trembled, and her beautiful lush body was flushing pink with lust. She seemed to like it very much when Dad sucked her nipple.
Tina fondled her own tits, trying to imagine how her mother must feel. The very idea made her lusty. Her little cunt contracted sharply and spat out a burst of hot cream. She and Dad had been interrupted in mid-fuck, and Tina was still achingly horny. She didn't mind giving up her place to Mom-it was worth it to keep the family together. But she couldn't sit still. She had to do something.
She saw her father's long limp rosy cock, lying drowsily on the bed. There was a little space between his belly and Lynn's, just enough room for Tina's hand. Impulsively she seized her father's warm doughy prick and began to play with it. Bill flinched, sighed…
It wasn't enough for Tina. She really liked pumping and petting Dad's big grown-up peter, but in her excitement she wanted to do even more. She eyed the glistening brown muff of Lynn's cunt-mound. She wondered if Mom looked the same as she did under that thick bush of curls.
Tina placed her hand on her mother's soft springy snatch and gently parted the plump lips of her cunt. She saw Lynn's clit, fat and red and stiff with arousal. It was bigger than her own little button but still dainty and inviting.
Tina pressed her fingertip against her mother's bright scarlet clitoris and began to rub. She liked the texture of the little organ, silky and slick and hot. She rubbed faster, and with her other hand she went on pumping her father's fat rubbery cock.
"Ohhhhhh!" Lynn moaned. "That's so nice…"
Bill thought she meant his sucking, and he sucked even faster on her big soft brown nipple. Lynn thought it was Bill's teasing finger rubbing her clit. Neither of them had any idea that Tina had gotten into the act.
Lynn squirmed with hot pleasure, loving the mischievous rubbing of her little joy button. She let her legs fall wider open. Tina gawked at her mother's mature pussy, the first she'd ever seen. It seemed very exciting to her, ripe red swollen tissue surrounded by a delicate fringe of brown hairs.
Full of lusty curiosity, Tina began to explore her mother's hot moist slit, tickling and rubbing the fat pink lips of her cunt, circling the wet cunt-mouth, teasing the wrinkled brown asshole with her swift delicate fingertip.
"Ahhhhh," Lynn moaned.
Bill had never done that to her before, never played with her pussy. She loved it. She could have gone on all night. No doubt he was trying to make things up to her, apologizing for what he'd done with Tina. That was fine with Lynn. It was a great way to make up.
Bill, still busily sucking his wife's nipple, felt soft fingers pumping his cock. He assumed they were Lynn's, and he felt hot excitement. She'd never played with his cock before, because, like a fool, he wouldn't let her. He considered it "not nice" for his wife to do such things. Well, from now on he was going to let her do whatever she wanted in bed. She must have learned some pretty exciting stuff at that club. He wanted her to try all of it out on him.
Tina grinned mischievously at her parents. They were totally absorbed in each other, unaware that she was adding to their excitement by pumping Bill's big soft cock and tickling Lynn's moistening swelling pussy. Tina felt very inventive tonight. She had another wicked idea.
Still caressing her mother s scalding-hot snatch, she seized Bill's hand and led it downward. She pressed his fingers onto Lynn's seething wet pussy, then withdrew her own hand. Bill got the idea. He found Lynn's clit and began to rub it.
He was a little surprised at Tina's boldness, but he knew her idea was good. Lynn's little clit was hot and hard and soaking wet. She was already aroused, aching for his touch. He seized her throbbing little bud and began to knead and massage it. Lynn moaned hoarsely, and he felt her steamy cunt-juice wetting his fingers.
Tina nodded in approval. Then she reached for Lynn's hand and brought it down to Bill's long dick.
Lynn started at the touch of her daughter's hand. It had to be Tina's hand, but what did the girl want? Lynn felt Tina guiding her downward, then felt the soft silky skin of Bill's prick. Lynn was a little shocked at her daughter's behavior-but she knew Tina was right. She ought to be doing something nice for Bill.
Lynn felt dizzying excitement as she curled her fingers around her husband's big soft dick. He'd never allowed her to play with it before, but perhaps now things would be different. She longed to explore and arouse him. She used the same skilled touch she'd employed at the club, pulling the loose silky skin right up to the head of his cock, releasing it.
Bill moaned blissfully. In an instant he had a hard-on.
He realized that he'd always wanted Lynn to play lewdly with his dick, but that his foolish prudery had kept him from asking her. Now he gladly fed his stiff meat into her curled fingers, pumping lustily, enjoying her expert massage. Their marriage was going to be a lot more interesting from now on Tina watched her parents, her curious wide eyes catching every movement. She saw Bill's busy fingers kneading Lynn's fat red clit, watched her mother's expert naughty massage of Bill's erect and straining cock. She was learning a lot of new things tonight. She felt proud, too, for bringing her parents back together.
But she also felt left out. She wanted Dad to caress her the way he was touching Mom, wanted to fondle his exciting stiff cock. Her little pussy burned and ached for stimulation. Well, she would just have to wait. There was no place for her now. Tina absently began to stroke her own little clit, running her finger back and forth over the wet little button. It felt nice…
"Oh, Jesus," Bill gasped, popping his mouth off Lynn's erect wet nipples. "You've got me so hot, baby." He laughed. "I guess I'm getting impatient."
Lynn laughed, too. "No more impatient than I am," she said. "Oh, Bill, I haven't felt so excited in years." Her lovely face was flushed and frankly lusty. "Make love to me, Bill," she said huskily. "Fuck me!"
Bill's heart pounded. Here was the wife he'd always wanted, even though he hadn't admitted it to himself-an honestly lusty woman, a woman not ashamed to do anything that pleased him. She was feeding him her pussy right flow, shamelessly rubbing her wet little snatch against his hand.